The temp and I went out and we had sex in the car. It felt good that I was once again the stud. When I dropped the girl off at her car and went home, ...I began to feel bad. I knew it was wrong and said to myself that I would never do it again if I was lucky enough to get away with it.I walked in and my wife didn't suspect anything. I felt relieved as I took a shower. I thanked God that I didn't get caught, like God saved me from my own stupidity. I told myself never again would I be that stupid. As we were coming back to our hotel I noticed something unusual. We would be half a kilometre away when I saw a guy walking at a distance behind us and when I tried to look back he gave a flirty smile I didn’t know what to do so I smiled back. He was one of those drunk guy we saw earlier.He kept stalking us while my friends didn’t realise it I got little kinky idea. I asked my friends that I will meet them at hotel and I need to buy something in market. They didn’t pay much attention and. Though I nodded at Pan, Joe was quick and first to peel off his shirt, pants and boxers. She stepped away from the jiggly adipose depot and the six-inch pole that extended from his groin. "There will be no sexual intimacy without consent." Two men and two women behind Pan stripped and waited anxiously. Hips thrust slightly forward, I approached Sue. She knew what I planned."Would PAN be short for Pandora, by chance?" She nodded slowly. "Great! I always wanted to see and maybe climb into. It is still etched in my mind. Erotic and languid: hands behind your back, your right foot pointed inward and your right knee bent slightly, you were the most beautiful creature on the planet and my lust arose before my coat and briefcase clattered to the floor. The bated breaths you took revealed the pounding inside your chest, the passions you always carried hidden between your pretty slim thighs. Touching you with my fingertips–my hot breath in your ears–brought a shudder over your entire.